The Lost Islands
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turn men into beasts



Running from a situation that could surely bring trouble prowling after her, Tyr had to fight the desire to look behind them. As if an angry stallion would be baring down on them, demanding she be returned to where she belonged. Unafraid of a fight, and having certainly been in enough over less necessary things, Tyr wasn’t afraid. Although, a curious look did cross his face as he looked at the pregnant mare. She was putting a lot on the line, and offering a vulnerability that most so far along would be scared to show, as she offered to do anything. If that had been proposed to him in a darker point in his life, Tyr might have taken full advantage.


“Life here is relaxed, and untroubled.” Tyr said. “You can come and go as you please, keeping company with others or not.” He gave a gesture of what could have been a shrug. “Oswin, the lead mare, would surely give you aid to your pregnancy if you need it.” Asphara looked young, and Tyr wondered if this was her first time. Oswin, pregnant with their third child, had delivered others in a life before him as well, making her plenty experienced. Faolain had also birthed several, but he didn’t know if she would be so open to the stranger or not.


“If trouble does follow you, what should I expect?” Tyr asked, ears perking farther forward from their relaxed position. He didn’t want to be blindsided if whatever she was running from showed up.

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stallion | shire x | silver sooty dunalino roan pintaloosa | 18hh

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